Another smile.

Spoken like a true politician, Wyrm.

I'm all about being chipper! :O

*harrumphharrumph* Well, I am considering running for mayor of Crimson City... and clearing the streets of crime would definitely contribute to success in the polls!

*Watches Wyrmskyld, Eager. Perhaps too eager*

It has become a problem of late has it not.

Ooh, how is the campaign going, Wyrm? :O

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Oh, you're considering running. I thought you said you were already. I apologize!

Mayor, eh?

Y'know, a lot of well known mayors have been in the pockets of gangsters.

What are you implying, Mr. Howdy? That an upstanding citizen like myself is in league with criminals? That's very interesting... I'm sure the gangsters would want very much to discredit me!

Yeah, I agree with Howdy. The mafiosi always tend to have a tight grasp on the person in power.

Perhaps that's why she wishes to run.

*leans against a nearby wall*

To be a mafia puppet, Cora?

To oust the mafia, my good Elirona.

Originally Posted by Wyrmskyld

What are you implying, Mr. Howdy? That an upstanding citizen like myself is in league with criminals? That's very interesting... I'm sure the gangsters would want very much to discredit me!

I assure you. I did not mean to imply anything.

Merely stating a well known fact.

Elirona, Perhaps or perhaps not, time will tell.

Ah, I see, I see. I think that's a noble cause. seeking to eliminate organized crime is a lofty goal, but it's definitely possible.

Dystopia slowly exhales. Smoke wisps into the stiff night air. She gestures her cigarette towards Wyrm.

Politician. Mafioso. Your methods are not so different.

She glances at Elinora. The lush was sober enough to contribute to the discussion? And to side the the politician... How unexpected. Only the discontent drink so.

Except that good politicians don't want to create an atmosphere of violence in their cities. Not to mention a politician would never be caught smuggling chocolate into town.

Hey, dys, i'm all for having an alcohol fueled good time.

No one ever aims to be caught.

And yet it seems we'll have to bloody our hands tonight... If only you seemed remorseful, Mr. Wyrm, perhaps I could believe your good intentions.

I don't know howdy. Some people desperately want to be caught.

I have no remorse when it comes to protecting our fair city from villains!

Dystopia gestures to Elinora with her cigarette, still facing Wyrm.

And your supporter, Mr. Wyrm. He comes to this somber occasion drunk. I suppose those under protection have nothing to fear in such harrowing times, hmm?

No remorse? Even if it means lynching an innocent person?

Dystopia smirks.

Politicians. Mafioso. You are the same. But most tread the line with more grace.

Hey, I can protect myself plenty!